YCGL - February 27, 2024 - Yes, I did get lost....And Found... And Going Home

 I'm sorry.  

I haven't been able to keep up with my diary.  For a variety of reasons.  Not because I haven't been thinking about it.  And maybe guilty that I got so far behind that I didn't have time to catch up.  Well, I can always catch up, and plan to.  In the end, I took a lot of underwater photos 95% of which aren't worthy of reproduction, but some are.  And some video editing of a great afternoon tubing in ???  some island somewhere that I'll look up when I get back home.  

And sleep.  I've slept a lot, a whole lot, a ton, like over 10 hours last night.  And I realized that maybe I'm not tired, but exhausted.  I think I hit the nail on the head (and the wall) early on.... Too Much, Too Fast, Too Soon.  I think I'm still recovering from my kidney stone, which I still haven't passed.  Much smaller, I'm not afraid of it, I've got my pills in the backpack, so they aren't far away if something happens on the flight back.  But I was in severe pain for eight days before the stent was removed, and then I had to get myself ready for travel.  

But these are excuses, the fact is I didn't get writing like I should and wanted to.  I've got another month to catch up.  

The bottom line, I had a great time.  (And my warning alarm that I have 15 minutes to evacuate the room just went off.)  I saw some beautiful islands, most of which I enjoyed, met some nice people, but still enjoyed eating most dinners by myself.  The snorkeling was kind of a disappointment and that was one of my prime reasons to go, and the trip out yesterday was not what I was expecting, but ended up being a good wrap-up.  I was talking to a younger couple and I told them I was from Laramie, WY.  He said, "The only thing I know about Wyoming is the Troopers."  My jaw dropped.  The Troopers are Wyoming's Drum and Bugle Corp, known as "America's Corp".  He had marched for a troop out of Alabama a little bit later than Erik marched for the Troopers.  Instant bond!  

So, now I have to wrap it up.  I'll probably see you next in Laramie.  Bye!!!

Oops, Hello again, I have an hour plus before I get picked up for the airport and I'm sitting in the hotel's office.  I don't think I've talked about Alicia's Inn.  It is a small hotel in Philipsburg two blocks from what is really one of the nicest beaches on the island.  And Philipsburg is the capital of Sint Maarten.